Eric's POV:
Cheryl didn't respond. The night was dark, but I could still see the yearning in her bright, glistening eyes.
The room was heavy with heat and an air of intimacy. Cheryl's waist in my hands felt unbelievably soft, her skin burning and trembling under my touch. I lowered my head again, taking her hand in mine. She didn't resist, letting me guide her to slowly unzip my jacket.
My breath came in quick, uneven bursts. I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer.
Suddenly, the shrill sound of my phone ringing cut through the moment, completely out of place.
I ignored it, nibbling on Cheryl's earlobe as the temperature between us climbed higher. Her fingertips trailed up my chest, but just as the phone rang for the second time, she gave me a gentle push.
She pulled ou
